Shenanigans!

[phaselocknroll]

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[phaselocknroll]

[ In response, she does that thing she does where she angles her head and looks at him through her eyelashes ]

Only if you're good.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ How is she getting so good at this? is his first thought, and he can't help a reflexive gulp. ]

Yeah, I can manage that.

[phaselocknroll]

[ Well, for one, he makes it pretty obvious when she does something he likes. She's pretty perceptive, anyway. ]

I thought so.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ As his first act of "being good," he grabs the sheets from-- wherever they were pushed, and pulls it over them, and throws and arm over her waist. ]

We're still gonna have that conversation about whips, one of these days.

[phaselocknroll]

[ Fine by her. She'll just scoot nice and close. ]

You keep bringing it up. Is there something you need to tell me?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He'll be tucking her head beneath his chin, then, matter-of-factly-- ]

You apparently like it rough.

[phaselocknroll]

[ She actually turns a little red, before she realizes she really has no cause to be embarrassed. ]

... Apparently I do.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ If he saw, he would've moved to reassure her. As it is, though, he just gives a slight shrug, smiling a little into her hair. ]

I mean, it's not really surprising. Just as long as I've still got my pretty face at the end of the day, I'm good.

[phaselocknroll]

I didn't exactly hear you complaining earlier.

But I'll keep that in mind.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Another shrug. ]

I'll admit -- I like it rough, too.

[phaselocknroll]

[ She smiles, curling a little closer. She didn't know she was looking for reassurance, but when she gets it she relaxes a bit. ]

I guess it all works out then, doesn't it?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He just manages to suppress a sleepy yawn, turning it into a deep inhale instead. ]

You're the perfect woman, and I'm a decent enough guy, so of course it was gonna work out.

[phaselocknroll]

"Decent enough"?

No, no. Pretty sure you're perfect, yourself.

[nostalgiabomb]

Oh, good, see, I was thinkin' it? But I didn't wanna say it aloud, so thanks for savin' me the trouble.

[phaselocknroll]

And still so humble.

[nostalgiabomb]

What can I say? You bring out the best in me.

[phaselocknroll]

I have been told that my awesomeness is contagious.

[nostalgiabomb]

Well, you're rubbing off on me pretty well so far. Stick around long enough, and there's a chance I might actually become a nice guy instead of just a perfect, decent one.

I mean, it'd totally ruin my image as a badass anti-hero, but-- [ He shrugs a shoulder. ] Meh.

[phaselocknroll]

Wow. What the hell did I do to make you think I even want you to become a nice guy?

You need to tell me so I can never do it again.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He huffs a laugh. ]

Let me keep being Harrison Ford characters , and I'll keep being a bad boy with a heart plated with gold.

Not pure gold, though. We're on a budget, here.

[phaselocknroll]

Ah, well. I guess some sacrifices have to be made.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He nods, the movement obvious by the brush of his chin against her hair, then after a second-- ]

Okay, shhh, this is the part where we snuggle and the boy takes a nap.

[phaselocknroll]

[ She laughs, but curls close all the same, planting a kiss on the side of his neck ]

All right, all right. Take your nap.